Last year close to this time, I was preparing for a journey. Very unknowing of where it was going to take me. I looked so forward to this trip.

Shopping in Salzburg.
Gallon sized mugs at Oktoberfest. It was really a challenge to hold these up. It was about 8 o'clock in the morning in this picture. Seriously. You had to get there that early to get a seat. It was about 50 degrees, damp, and raining. I hadn't recovered from the Hopfbrauhaus from the night before. This was an experience all in itself.

Reflecting back on this a year later....I am almost not even sure what to say.

So I'll just say nothing.

Why am I just now posting about sock camp? Well....these are funny pictures. What is the deal with having neurotic tendencies that made us want to wear or roll in the Blue Moon yarn? Too many fumes or too many martinis? Ummm. Both.